Post by Admiral Marzz Razzor on Jun 6, 2018 10:02:04 GMT -5
Operations requests, supply requests, maintenance, and Injury assessments all crowded his desks holo monitor. Reviewed and approved and approved and approved the never ending cycle of a Captain of a overglorified “Great Experiment”. It sure as hell beat sitting at a desk at Starfleet Command heading up tactical, it left him feeling like there was little life left. Now the dream of the stars was in reach again almost
If they just quit dragging Lizz off every time something went wrong.
Inferno sat in refit bay four at Utopia Planitia. She had been ordered directly back after the battle at Deep space nine. Quinn did not want their allies asking too many questions about this unique ship. So there Marzz sat in his ready room , going over report after report. He glanced at the holo frame on his desk looking at Liz knowing she would be gone again. Temporarily commanding a science vessel in the 22nd. He swore that Fleet was a thorn in his side some days, always interrupting his and hers life. Quinn swore this would be the last time they would have to Call upon her , but Marz hardly believed that, he had heard it too many times before.
His head shot up as the door chime to his ready-room rang.
“Enter!” he said in a loud annoyed growl expecting his Yoman with another few dozen report and requests.
The door slid open with a very low hardly heard Hiss , compared to most other starfleet vessels, but to his keen ears he heard it all the saem just not as annoying.
In walked a greying asian man in a Admiral's uniform holding a PADD under his arm. The marking of a engineer adorned his uniform as Admiral Tanaka Hann walked in with his normal calm disarming smile.
“Hello old friend , Enjoying the Captain's life again?” Hann said in a chipper tone.
Marzzes ears laid half back as he growled his words as he was in no mood to be Merry today.
“And what does this old Cat do to deserve a visit from the head of Utopia Planitia? “
Hann never skipped a beat or let his once CO’s rough demenior get to him as he offered the PADD to Marzz.
“ New orders from Quinns office and hea head of Starfleet tacticals desk. “
The old Cat nodded and took the PADD
“ You just want to tell me i'm sure you read them if they came from your Wife?”
“ Oh if you insist, But i'll just say this ,,, Your getting those cause we can't finish repairs on Inferno till she's back. But to get to the point. You and your command staff and crew are being given a ship and are to get your tail back to Deep Space Nine ASAP.
Quinn wants you there for a summer between all the powers. “
The ears laid all the way back as his whiskers on the right side of his face twitched and he stood up and walked to the window to stare out to try and calm himself.
“ Why me and Why now? “ he said with a bit of a calmer tone watching the worker bees fly past carrying new hull place to patch up the few hits they took from the Hur’q.
“ Your the best War captain the Federation has. Pretty obvious why they want you, the klingons respect you, as does The romulans, and you voice carries well though many of the other forces of the region so it’s a no brainer. “
His ears slowly rose up and he side glanced back to Hann. “Well I can't take the Inferno, so now what?”
Hann just smiled “ Oh i've got a treat for you!’
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The transwarp Conduit breached open as the USS Spitfire, of of the very class Marzz had pushed for and called the sentinel class came out into normal space,
He looked around the bridge, the new standard of the federation but he liked it Clean not too small but not too large, he shook his head for no time to marvel at the new ship smell even.
“ Helm set course for Deep Space Nine, maximum impulse. We can’t be late and remember.”
He chuckled
“ Not a scratch!” “
The Talaxian helmsman nooded “ Aye Captain! “
Eldax grinned broadly. Thinking to himself he decided being top of his class had a few perks on who chose you to fly their ship.
To be continued…….
If they just quit dragging Lizz off every time something went wrong.
Inferno sat in refit bay four at Utopia Planitia. She had been ordered directly back after the battle at Deep space nine. Quinn did not want their allies asking too many questions about this unique ship. So there Marzz sat in his ready room , going over report after report. He glanced at the holo frame on his desk looking at Liz knowing she would be gone again. Temporarily commanding a science vessel in the 22nd. He swore that Fleet was a thorn in his side some days, always interrupting his and hers life. Quinn swore this would be the last time they would have to Call upon her , but Marz hardly believed that, he had heard it too many times before.
His head shot up as the door chime to his ready-room rang.
“Enter!” he said in a loud annoyed growl expecting his Yoman with another few dozen report and requests.
The door slid open with a very low hardly heard Hiss , compared to most other starfleet vessels, but to his keen ears he heard it all the saem just not as annoying.
In walked a greying asian man in a Admiral's uniform holding a PADD under his arm. The marking of a engineer adorned his uniform as Admiral Tanaka Hann walked in with his normal calm disarming smile.
“Hello old friend , Enjoying the Captain's life again?” Hann said in a chipper tone.
Marzzes ears laid half back as he growled his words as he was in no mood to be Merry today.
“And what does this old Cat do to deserve a visit from the head of Utopia Planitia? “
Hann never skipped a beat or let his once CO’s rough demenior get to him as he offered the PADD to Marzz.
“ New orders from Quinns office and hea head of Starfleet tacticals desk. “
The old Cat nodded and took the PADD
“ You just want to tell me i'm sure you read them if they came from your Wife?”
“ Oh if you insist, But i'll just say this ,,, Your getting those cause we can't finish repairs on Inferno till she's back. But to get to the point. You and your command staff and crew are being given a ship and are to get your tail back to Deep Space Nine ASAP.
Quinn wants you there for a summer between all the powers. “
The ears laid all the way back as his whiskers on the right side of his face twitched and he stood up and walked to the window to stare out to try and calm himself.
“ Why me and Why now? “ he said with a bit of a calmer tone watching the worker bees fly past carrying new hull place to patch up the few hits they took from the Hur’q.
“ Your the best War captain the Federation has. Pretty obvious why they want you, the klingons respect you, as does The romulans, and you voice carries well though many of the other forces of the region so it’s a no brainer. “
His ears slowly rose up and he side glanced back to Hann. “Well I can't take the Inferno, so now what?”
Hann just smiled “ Oh i've got a treat for you!’
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The transwarp Conduit breached open as the USS Spitfire, of of the very class Marzz had pushed for and called the sentinel class came out into normal space,
He looked around the bridge, the new standard of the federation but he liked it Clean not too small but not too large, he shook his head for no time to marvel at the new ship smell even.
“ Helm set course for Deep Space Nine, maximum impulse. We can’t be late and remember.”
He chuckled
“ Not a scratch!” “
The Talaxian helmsman nooded “ Aye Captain! “
Eldax grinned broadly. Thinking to himself he decided being top of his class had a few perks on who chose you to fly their ship.
To be continued…….